Could it be that Wang Lianhua has anything to do with that person? She was instructed by that person to attack her?

Song Yiran had a sarcastic smile on his face, and there was a little chill in his eyes. It's a pity that there is no one in this world who is familiar with her, otherwise seeing her expression, you must be able to predict that someone will be unlucky again.

Wang Lianhua is quite obedient!

However, where did that Zhao San go?

Song Yiran is a military ~~ person who has grown up with higher education, and has received the most scientific and systematic training. This kind of thing, in the past, she definitely scoffed. But now, she has been reborn, and Zhao San has disappeared out of thin air, how to explain it!

Song Yiran was lying on the kang, staring at the blackened roof with his eyes, thinking about the previous scene.

Someone wanted to break in to catch the girl, but she was afraid that Zhao San would lie on the kang and couldn't speak clearly, so she kicked the person down.

Kick?

Song Yiran had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly thought that as soon as her foot touched Zhao San, Zhao San was gone!

Foot!

She was weak and a little excited, and it took several breaths to ease her mind from the dizziness!

This body is scrap.

Song Yiran stared straight at his right foot and took off the socks on his feet.

She had a guess in her heart, with a little hope, but also a little ridiculous. She's an atheist, and now she's starting to believe in these things.

Song Yiran stared at her feet and felt very strange, she had just accepted this body, but she knew it well.

She's 38 feet tall, and so is the original owner. Although the original owner is not very old, both in height and weight, she is about the same as an adult in her previous life.

People in this era hardly wore sandals, so the original owner's feet were very white. Song Yiran didn't see any moles or anything like that on the original owner's feet, she looked at the soles of her feet without giving up, and found a small circular scar on the soles of her feet, judging by the naked eye, the time for this scar to form should be between four and six years.

Song Yiran touched the scar under his foot and muttered, "I'm afraid I'm crazy, I actually think that you hid Zhao San." "In the past, there was a member of the team who read online novels in particular, what kind of space, magic weapons, he talked about it every day.

Song Yiran was so poisoned by him that his ears were calloused, so the fact that Zhao Sanping disappeared in front of her eyes for no reason was planned by her to be in the category of abilities.

"Isn't it you!" Song Yiran gently touched the scar on her foot, she closed her eyes and felt it carefully, and suddenly the space seemed to be torn apart, and there was a very slight fluctuation in the air.

Song Yiran felt as if she had pushed open a door and suddenly entered another world.

When the spatial fluctuations calmed down, Song Yiran slowly opened his eyes.

Even if he was mentally prepared enough, what he saw in front of him still shocked Song Yiran, who was used to seeing big scenes.

It's not scientific!

The world in front of me is about six or seven square meters, and the white mist curls in the distance, and it is impossible to see it at all. It was harvest season, but she could feel the warmth of March and April.

What's even more incredible is that she is actually sitting on a black and oily land, and there is a person lying not far away, who is Zhao San who didn't disappear out of thin air?

Song Yiran felt like he was in a dream!

Where is this? Is there really space in the world, the existence of magic weapons, or is there an immortal who has cultivated to become an immortal?

Song Yiran involuntarily struck a spirit, and suddenly got up from the ground.

Hey?

What's going on? My head doesn't hurt anymore, my eyes don't dazzle, and I'm weak?

Song Yiran stood in place for a long time without moving, she had been looking for the memory of the original owner, trying to find something from it, so as to find some clues about this mysterious space, but unfortunately, she thought about it for a long time, but she still didn't remember anything.

Could it be that the original owner did not know about the existence of space?

It's not impossible!

Song Yiran squatted down and looked at the black soil under his feet, grabbed a small handful of soil and twisted it in his hand. The soil seems to be very fertile, and the humidity here is very good, and it should be very suitable for the growth of crops.

However, there is nothing planted in this field, which is not logical.

Song Yiran threw the soil in his hand casually, stood up, and patted the soil on his hand.

In this era of lack of clothes and food, there is such an anti-heaven artifact in his hand, as long as he is not a fool, he knows what to do.

It doesn't look like a crop at all.

Song Yiran frowned and thought about it again, but she still found nothing, she finally accepted the reality, it seems that the original owner has no impression of this place at all.

In other words, the original owner had a great opportunity to get a super × artifact, but she didn't use it until she hung up, and it was very likely that she didn't even know about the existence of this space.

Now it's cheaper!

Song Yiran stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and sighed!

God, you're playing with people!

Throwing her here, is it possible that it was done to seek justice for the original owner?

"Speaking of which, I really owe you a great favor!" "I lived again, and got another space, no matter how I thought about it, it seemed like she had taken a big advantage!

Forget it, if you come here, you can settle down! You can't go back anyway.

Song Yiran felt a lot more relieved, she walked up to Zhao San and kicked him a few times.

Zhao San was motionless, like a dead man.

Wrong!

Song Yiran was vigilant!

It stands to reason that her current body is very weak, but after entering this space, she is suddenly refreshed, and her body is not in pain.

But what about Zhao San, why did he lie motionless on the ground?

Could it be that he is dead?

Song Yiran squatted down and put his finger in front of Zhao San's nose to test it.

No snort!

Song Yiran looked at Zhao San's face carefully, it was neither green nor white, it looked like he was asleep. She put her hand on Zhao San's carotid artery and touched it, and the beating sensation under her hand made Song Yiran breathe a sigh of relief.

People are alive!

But why is there no snort?

Could it be that there are any special prohibitions in this space? Except for the original owner, who is the owner, the other living creatures enter it, and they are all like this?

Like the living dead!

No, the living dead still breathe! But Zhao San didn't breathe, and his chest~ didn't rise and fall, only the beating energy of the carotid artery proved that he was a living person.

This man will not sin unto death!

But how can she get people out?

Song Yiran was worried, for this occasion, he was the only one who went out first, and then he would find a way later!